[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jmxf0s/office_flirt_eye_candytease/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jmxf0s/office_flirt_eye_candytease/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
“Wow. You must’ve been starving. I’ve never had someone eat a meal I’ve prepared with such vigor before. I mean just look at the mess you made diving into it.” Sonya said as she planted her hand on the sides of the table, pushed her torso up and twisted to see the mess I left behind all over her back.
“Oh and look you even added a bit extra to it.” She said as she reached back a hand and swiped a finger across her back, as if it was frosting on a cake. She lifted her finger in front of her face to give it a quick look and I could see my cum slowly oozing its way down. Then she popped the finger into her mouth. Her eyes closed as she sucked on her finger and let out a moan of pleasure.
“You know usually, I’d get upset if someone added their own flavors to a dish I painstakingly labored over, but this, mmm, is something of a delicacy for me. Sadly, I haven’t had it in quite some time and tasting it now, reminded me of how badly I missed it. I do hope you saved more of it for me.” Her eyes greedily peered at my now softening cock.
Those eyes were telling she wanted round two to start immediately but my body was exhausted. Even my mind was exhausted, I had tried so hard to stick to some silly self-imposed rule of not getting involved with a married woman, but my will power just eroded away with everything that Sonya had laid out for me. Once the monster inside of me was let loose, I had given Sonya everything that had been building up from the moment I laid eyes on her.
But as tired as my body and mind were, my monster was raring to have another chance with her. And before I could think my mouth opened with a response. “I do have some more for you but you’re gonna have to put in some work to earn it.”
Sonya’s lips made an “O” shape in response for a second before a smile widened across of her face. Then she maneuvered her way around the table and scooched her thighs between mine. She kicked out my legs one a time so that they were spread wide and she lowered herself to her knees. The hairs on my leg were standing on end as she ran her hands up my thighs and lowered her head, so her mouth was right at the tip of my cock. Her tongue took a delicate lick, my cock twitch and I sat up just a bit at just the small touch upon my sensitive tip, as she removed the drop of leftover cum that was at the tip of my cock. Then her head bobbed down further, and I felt the tip of her tongue at the base of my cock just above my balls then the rest of her tongue cradling the underneath of my cock. She moved up slowly mixing her saliva with the residue of her pussy, making it glide effortlessly until she was back at my tip again.
My hands were bawled up around the armrests and white knuckled as her lips engulfed my head and began to suck. Her lips slid just past the edges of my head and then back over again. Then her lips were pressed tight as she moved her head back and forth at the very tip of my cock. The reverberations of her moans transferred through her lips to my head and spread down my cock, reenergizing it. As my cock started to grow, her lips opened to take my head once again. Her head cocked up and her eyes rolled back as though she were tasting a rich delicacy, followed by a long sensual moan that I could feel through my entire body.
Her lips ventured just below the edges of my head before pulling back up. Her eyes opened to see me hungrily watching wanting more of what she had to offer. She responded with a quick smile before puckering her lips once more lets a long trail of saliva to pass through them letting it makes a path to my cock. I could feel her nails claw against my inner thigh leaving thin red lines in its wake before grasping hold of my once-again hard cock. Her hand moved delicately up my shaft with the softest of grip before reaching my saliva-soaked head. Still saliva flowed through her lips as her hand worked to coat the entirety of my cock.
“Mmm, seems as though my peach gobbler got rid of that hangover. Care to reciprocate the favor here.”
“Yes it was the perfect remedy for my hang-ups.”
“Hang-ups?” She said with a questioning look and her hand fell from my cock. I could feel the cooling of her saliva on my cock in the absence of her firm grasp. But it was only for a second as she switched hands and she only used her ring finger and thumb to grab hold of my cock. She pulled my cock a little lower to angle so that the shine of her diamonds on her wedding band was sure to catch my attention. She began stroking slowly and deliberately, moving all the way to the base of my cock and back up to the edges of my head. Then as soon as her ring touched my head she began to circle, making sure that top of her band was always in my view.
“Hmm, now what could that be about?” She said looking up at me with a mock innocence about her face.
And just like that, whatever guilt I had felt for fucking a married woman was washed away. I had already indulged myself with her once already. Denying myself would not make my earlier actions disappear as though they had never happened. And neither would another round with her make it any more sinful. I pushed my conscience to the back of my mind and let the lust fill my body once more. My hand reached forward as I sat up a little straighter, feeling my body fill with a second wind of energy, and cupped my hand behind her head and pulled her hair back. I used just enough force to tilt her head so that she was looking directly into my eyes.
“If you want more of my special ingredient, then you’re going to need to use that mouth for more than just talking. Now show me how you’re going to earn it.” I said with a wide smile.
As if I had said the magic words, she opened her mouth letting her tongue slip out and lowered her head, but she never took her eyes from mine. I felt her tongue coil itself about my still sensitive tip, making me grip tighter on the hair on the back of her head. Her head lowered further as she enclosed her lips about my tip and moved them down slowly. I watched as her lips followed the contours of my cock, watching them rise as it hit the apex of my head and then lower again as it passed. I swear I could feel them rise and fall as it passed by each vein about half way down my cock. Then back up again at the same slow pace, as if she were trying to get every bit of juice from the plastic of a freeze pop.
Again and again her head bobbed in a slow deliberate pace, muffled moans beginning to grow louder with each bob. I could feel the vibrations from her throat travel to the tip of my cock all the way down my shaft. Her eyes began to slowly close and her expression begun to change. It was as if she were losing herself in her task. The moans were a different tone than when I had her bent over the table. these moans sounded as if she was indulging herself in delight she had craved for so long but had been denied.
As her moans grew louder, the speed at which she was bobbing began to slow and the motion started to shift. Instead of just going straight up and down her head began to twist when she reached the top of my cock. And with each twist of her lips around my head, I could feel a quick flick of tongue across of my frenulum, causing my legs to reflexively twitch. Then as she came back up a second time, I could feel five distinct points dig into each thigh and her weight transfer to the palms of her hands as she lifted her lower half off her knees. It was as though she were trying to keep me from twitching again.
It worked for awhile but then her pace quickened again, giving me less time to recover between each flick of her tongue and soon my legs were quivering non-stop. I tried to tense my legs but to no avail. I was beginning to lose control of my body. Groans and grunts were slipping through with each exhale and I could feel the pressure of my cock begin to build.
She went back to her straight up and down motion like she sensed my moment of eruption was near. I felt my balls pulse and the precum leak from the tip of my cock. I sucked in a deep breath at that moment doing all I could to hold it back. The feel of her lips on my cock was too good to let it end so soon. I needed more of her, but my body was at its limit.
As if reading my mind, Sonya slowed down again to a sedate pace and lowered her knees back to the ground. Her head tilted back up and she locked her eyes with mine, but leaving her lips wrapped around my cock. The look in her eyes told me she wasn’t ready to stop either. I felt the ease of pressure from her hands on my thighs and a cool spot on one of them as her hand moved to my balls. The slow rolling of her palm on my balls calm me down a bit while the scrapes of her fingernails against my perineum brought on a new feeling of excitement through my body.
My head fell back in pleasure and I let out a long slow exhale. I closed my eyes focusing all my senses on the feel of her lips and hand about me. But what I thought was a reprieve was just a ruse she played to catch me off guard. Just when the last of my breath was blown out, I felt the shift of her hand from a soothing massaging under my balls to a firm twisting stroke of my shaft. There was no slow build up either. Her mouth and hand worked together with an urgency, demanding that I give her what she had worked so hard for.
I finally managed to take a breath in after the initial shock. I snapped my head back down to watch her work and as I did, something felt wrong. I reached out a hand behind her head and clutched a handful of hair to get her to stop. I tried to get the words out but concentration it took to hold back my eruption took all my brain power. After a few more seconds, I gathered my will power and tugged on her hair and yelled, “Stop! This is wrong! This is wrong!”
Sonya pulled up abruptly, and boy if looks could kill. I could almost feel the daggers from her eyes impaling my brain. Despite that, I couldn’t help but smile when she said in a menacing low tone, “What. The. Fuck. Is, Wrong?”
Her face turned red and I wouldn’t have been surprised to see steam blowing out of her ears with how mad she looked once my smile stretched across my face. I felt her body begin to move up and I tightened the grip I had on her hair and leaned forward to put my other hand on her shoulder. My face was now inches away from hers and I tried to put on my most serious face.
“What’s wrong is your hand. You were so keen on showing off those diamonds earlier, but I don’t see them now. Where are they?” I said inclining my head toward the hand still holding onto my cock. I leaned in prying her right hand off my cock while the other pulled her left hand to replace the right. I folded my hands around hers guiding up and down, feeling the prick of her ring in the palm of my hand.
“Ahh, much better.” I said, trailing my hand along her forearm and upper arm until I reached her shoulder and moved up her neck. I cupped the back of her head pulling her head down and finding no resistance. Her mouth opened wide and took me in once again. I gasped as her mouth and hand begun moving in a synchronized fervor.
I let out a primal groan as I exploded, filling her mouth. I could see a trail of my cum seep from her lips down her fingers as she pulled away, her lips making a popping sound as she removed her lips from the tip of my cock. I could feel her hand tighten a bit more as she kept stroking, pushing the last bits of cum from my head with every stroke up.
The movement of her free hand in the corner of my eye drew my attention to Sonya’s smiling face. Her fingers were scooping up the trail of cum at the corners of her mouth and pushing it back into her lips. She sucked each one slowly and deliberately. As she did her eyes closed and her expression became pure delight in the taste that she had craved.
As soon as she was done with her fingers, she knelt back down to lap up the remaining cum dripping down my cock and her fingers. She made sure to take her time, slurping it up like it was the last remains of melted ice cream. She maneuvered my cock from left to right and up and down as she cleaned every inch of surface with her lips and tongue.
Once she was satisfied with her work she started in on her left-hand fingers. First her index, then middle, then she skipped a finger and cleaned her pinky. When she got to her ring finger, she took extra time cleaning it, saving her wedding bands for last.
“Thomas, you know what you’ve done right?” I was a bit thrown off by the question and in my state of euphoria, I had no idea what she was talking about, so I just shook my head.
She smiled back at my response and begun sucking on her wedding bands. “I haven’t had this taste in years and I’ve just realized how much I’ve missed it. And now you are responsible for feeding my cravings from now on.”
Special thanks to u/bluebyakko459 for the inspiration for the story. If you haven’t already please go check out her fiery posts.
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